What small, dull, mundane things make you love your DP?

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I don't mean big things like him being a good father or a loving partner.

I mean little things that just make you think "I'm glad I stuck with you" and "life would be just a little bit worse without you doing XYZ" a couple of times per day.

For me...
My DP is freakishly good at making up rhymes and limericks on the spot. They're always rude and very often offensive about people (including me and him) and really make me laugh. Life would be much duller without his impromptu poems.

DP is also amazing at making cups of tea. He's a scientist so I don't know whether it's many years of lab work measuring things out and stirring things but his teas are fantastic even though he's not been in a lab for about six years. Life would be considerably worse without his tea-making. Even I can't make tea for myself as well as he does.

What about you?

@SimonJT

You have a cat flap in the bedroom door? That's inspired.

@WankmasterBastardDeLaShithead I just CRIED laughing at the "have you seen what's under here?" 😂

DH just ran me a bath and lit candles all over the bathroom and bedroom.

It’s his thoughtfulness that gets me, though.

When my late dad was in hospital once, I got upset watching him going through the motions with the physio - you know when they ask patients to walk etc so they can assess them?

It just really got to me seeing my dear old dad looking so frail and I couldn’t hold back the tears.

DH stood between me and my dad, and comforted me, while shielding my dad from my tears.

He instinctively protected us both. That sums him up.

And the other day, our poor old dog, who had cancer, deteriorated. It was his time.

DP folded up a cover to make a pillow and put it under his head so he’d be as comfy as possible while we waited for the vet appointment.

Just little, caring things like that, done without fuss. He’s a truly good man.

Many years ago I was a product designer. I was asked to design some cutlery. As part of my research I now have many mismatched pieces of cutlery. As a result I have a favourite spoon, folk etc from this mismatched collection. When ever he makes food for us he always serves mine with my favourite individual pieces of cutlery. It's only a little thing, but it shows he tries to keep me happy.

He 'Raaars' at me - pretend claws and paws scrabbling in the air in a bonkers fashion. Sometimes he peers in through the window when he comes home and when I see him he 'raars' and it makes me laugh.

He tolerates my ditzy scatty forgetful brain.

He argues with me about my 'worth' - He's a well paid engineer working on controlling emissions from vehicles and I am a TA on just over minimum wage. He frequently tells me my job is 'more important' than his when I am a in a blue funk over my poor choices of A Levels and degree.

When he leaves a room he pauses and does a bum wiggle.

He frequently tells me I am beautiful,
He never leaves the house for work until we have gone through our 'goodbye litany'

He watches Hugh Grant films with me.

He helps my mum with her IT problems with huge patience.

He loves our children with all his heart.

He's amazing.

Dp is just so considerate, he always thinks about what I would like. From making cups of tea to making me laugh when i'm fed up, he brings me joy in every way.

Runs me a bath every morning and then brings me a cup of coffee while I'm on it.

Puts my clothes in colour order so that they look fancy.

Is the most capable and practical man ever and thinks nothing of knocking a wall down and putting back up a week after Christmas to help seating arrangements.

He always gets up first in the morning to sort the kids’ breakfast, giving me a little lie in, and as soon as he hears the creaks of the floorboards when I get up, he makes me a perfect cup of tea ready for when I go downstairs.

He always buys me a treat or something he thinks I’ll like, when he goes to the shops.

He makes me laugh every day. He does amazing funny accents and has me and the kids in hysterics at dinner time.

He is always thoughtful... he makes sure we never run out of my favourite soft drinks, he fills my car with petrol, and he records programmes on tv that he thinks I’ll like.

He smells amazing and he always tells me I’m beautiful even though I don’t feel it. He tells me he loves me every day.

He puts up with my grumps and he is always supportive of me - he tells me how good I am at things, and encourages me to believe in myself.

I am so lucky to have him.

He buys the chewing gum I like for his car that he doesn’t even like

He sends me YouTube links for really geeky stuff he thinks I might like

He sat and taught me how to play chess even when he was really tired of playing it, he didn’t give up teaching me the rules until I won a game (I did say he could stop!)

He tells me he admires me and that I look nice even when I don’t

He loves my dog even though he stinks and licks him in the face all the time

He asks to carry my stupid big handbag which I know he thinks is ridiculous and heavy so I don’t have to carry it

@FlapsInTheWind

Made me well up too x

LOVE this thread!
He drives anywhere that is too far for me, he brings me my hand cream when I get into bed and he de-ices my car before I get to it. He also holds me tight when I’m crying and has made me feel like the most beautiful woman in a room full of much prettier women. He is also the funniest person I know and I pray that we get to old age together.

When someone says something funny we just clock eyes and I know he’s thinking the same as me. We laugh together afterwards.

He makes my friends drinks when they come round.

I get a bad neck sometimes and he knows the spot to massage to make it better. And when I get period pains he rubs my belly to make it better.

Sometimes when I can’t sleep he wakes up to talk to me. I love late night chats with him, a bit like sleepovers with a friend 😊

One last one...

He knows I love to sleep in the car (I just love it!) so he drives everywhere so I can nap.

We argue like crazy sometimes but there is not a day that goes by that I don’t thank my lucky stars that we met.

I love this thread. It's such a nice change.

My DP is a good dancer. He's so shy, so he'd never do it in public, but when he's at home with us, he can move. It makes me laugh so much.
He can also throw things up really high and catch them in his mouth. The first time he did it, I was shocked but well impressed. I mean, really high. We were outside when he did it, it must have gone at least 10 foot in the air.
He also surprised me when he knew that the song Enola Gay was about the plane that dropped the bomb on Hiroshima. I usually end up explaining that to people. That was the moment I realised I loved him.
And this one is not so mundane, but I love the way he loves my DC. He loves them as his own, even they're not. They were slightly older when we met (8 and 6) so they haven't grown up with him and he hasn't raised them as such, but he honestly adores them. When DD fainted recently, the concern he had was just overwhelming. It's amazing, I love it, especially since their own father walked out when they were young and hasn't had much to do with them since.

[quote TheSecondMrsAshwell]@SimonJT

You have a cat flap in the bedroom door? That's inspired.[/quote]
Only the best for my princess

Gets up way earlier than me but always brings me a cup of tea in the morning

Cooks most nights after a long day at work

Cooks a full roast dinner for my parents every Sunday without fail and fusses after them

Spent months looking for the right car for me. It's quite old and hadn't been valeted brilliantly so he took out a toothbrush and cleaned all the nooks and crannies on the dashboard so it would look nice. He sorted all the radio stations and preset my favourites.

When we drove to Scotland from the southwest for a little self catering break, he was at the wheel for 13hrs, I did just under an hour. He prepared a meal when we got there and while we were snoozing waiting for it to cook, the oven caught fire and we were woken up by the fire alarm and the house was full of smoke. He was so calm and practical and put out the fire, whilst I was just shell shocked.

He deals with every spider alert in the house, and we have a lot of them.

Amazes me how often I go to comment on something and he says it just before me. Makes me laugh a lot.

Always tells me how good I look and how much he fancies me. And I'm getting on!

He does have some annoying tendencies which I can get a bit fixed on and actually this thread has made me realise how much I often take him for granted.

When I was having a mini-flap about finding a flexible job after being a SAHM for five years, he said ‘You’ve been flexible for five years, it’s my turn to be flexible now’. He’s talking about doing all sorts of hours so I can jobhunt without worrying too much about it.

He gets quietly and Britishly annoyed if ever anyone says he’s ‘babysitting’ DS. He is parenting, he says. They would almost certainly not know he was annoyed mind you, as he is too British to let on

Also, we got a shed last year online and he put it up on his own. There were bits missing and bits that didn’t fit (it was cheap) and he never raised his voice, not once. My dad had a frightening temper and any sort of diy was awful - I had a small cry watching DH just be so calm about the shed and had to ring my mum to tell her

This thread is lovely :)
He will make me coffee in the morning, even if he's on a rest day and could have a lie in.
He does all the little jobs around the house without making a big song and dance about it.
He's always so positive and encouraging and will bring out the best in me by pushing me ever so slightly past my anxieties but never too far.
He listens when I'm upset and doesn't try and fix it or dismiss it.
He's gorgeous and makes me feel secure and safe (and very loved).

He puts my Fitbit on charge for me whenever it's out of battery, I don't ask him he just checks it when I've taken it off for a shower etc.

It's more the way he does it and doesn't say anything or expect a Thankyou, it makes me feel looked after in a weird way.

He ALWAYS asks me if I have a drink/need one.

He actually listens and acts on criticism I give. Whereas I tend to think I’m perfect and ignore any advice he gives me

He’s been working long hours recently 6 days a week and I’ve been wfh so I’ve been doing all the chores just because I’m at home a lot and he’s not. Last night I went on a bit of an alcohol fuelled rant about how sick I am of constantly having to think about everything from what to have for dinner, when to do a food shop to how much money is in the joint account while he just bumbles along going to work with not a care in the world.

I also said I’m sick of always being the one who makes plans for everything and while I love that he happily goes along with whatever I suggest, just once I’d love for him to take the initiative and suggest something for us to do.

I’ve woken up this morning to him telling me he’s booked us a table at a restaurant for lunch in a town I’ve never been to but he thinks I’ll love. And then he got up and did a load of chores before going off to work for a bit.

I've had time to do a proper list now:

He always gets up first with the kids. He then makes me a coffee and if I'm still in bed will bring it upstairs to me.

He is really hands on with the kids and quick to entertain them or look out for their needs. Once at (his) family dinner, our son and his cousin were getting restless so he said he'd forego dessert and took both boys and our infant in pram out of the restaurant to the playground across the road so we could all sit and chat in peace. At home he's always planning forest walks and park trips. His own dad admitted he was a bit embarrassed that he hadn't been as good with his own children as his son was.

He sends really thoughtful cards and will always have one for birthday/Christmas/Valentines etc. He usually writes a long note in expressing how happy he is in our relationship and all the exciting things we have to look forward to in the year ahead.

He is not a big drinker but likes to go out with his mates once a month or so (mostly board games with other dads these days!), but he is really, really thrilled if I say I'll come too. I'm in no doubt that I'm his favourite person to spend time with and that adding me to a social outing really makes his day.

He has bonded over a shared hedge with the elderly couple in the house behind us and was popping over to check on them in lockdown and likes to invite them over for a Christmas drink or stop by for a chat. They're nearing 90. He's generally very thoughtful.

He doesn't get grumpy and ruin a day with moods. Once our summer holiday flight got cancelled on the day we were to fly - and we decided on the spur of the moment to drive across Europe instead. We got stuck in horrible traffic at Dover, drove through thunderstorms all night - and while none of this was thrilling, he approached it all as a team adventure and problem to be solved, rather than getting bogged down in the awfulness.

Plus his eyes crinkle adorably when he smiles, they are always dancing with humour and he gives great hugs!

What a lovely thread!
My DP: he gives great thoughtful presents and is much better than me at choosing perfect birthday and Christmas presents for the DC.
I love it when he collapses into helpless laughter and has to wipe away the tears.